Jefferson High School - J Yearbook (Jefferson, WI)

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PAGE THIHTY-TIIHEE Freshman Class Urania Henry, President. Daisy (irnennert, Secretary. Muriel Armstrong Idella Bauman Leo Biewer Joseph Berg Ella Blechsrlunidt Harry Bleehschmidt Lucille Buelow Sarah Bullwinkel Esther Dahareiner Verna Keind Hubert Fleming Ruby Fleming Loretta Freudensprung Lorina Goerz Lydia Goerz Iva Gross Alfred Guttenberg Alton Haberman Earl Harrison Lucia Hauer Elsie Hauser Louis Mistele. Vice President. Robert Klockow. Treasurer. Donald Hotter Lee Kemmeter George Kroening Dorothy Leedle Irma Lenz John Mattes John Miller Norma Naedler Alice Niebler Robert Nold Margaret Pohlman Harold Pollock Albert Prentiss Agnes Schroedel Marie Schweiger Trecy Schweiger Dorothy Seidel John Shannon Ruth Voigt Margaret Wahl Viola Wollet

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Freshman Class

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PAGE TIUKTY-KOUn :jhs] Freshman Class It was the eighth of September, 1919. and also lire first day of our experiences as J. It. S. students. We all were so dazed that everything seemed decidedly hazy to us. We seemed to be surrounded by mists, mists of ignorance and mystery, behind which swayed, unsteadily a monstrous sea of blurred faces. Surrounded by these mists, is it any wonder that our faces wore dazed expressions: that Mr. Ballentine. up on the platform, seemed far away: or that we sometimes lost our sense of direction on our way to classes? Added to this the jeers of the upper classmen heightened our bewilderment. The second day. things went better. The mists were less dense. At least the atmosphere had cleared sufficiently so that we could tind our way down the corridors to our class-rooms. Five weeks passed and October seventeenth arrived. Why do we mention this particular date? The reason is this. The Freshmen gave their lirst party on that night. In the early part of the evening we played games, and the Freshman orchestra (principal instruments being horns and combs) entertained us witli several musical (?) selections. Several “stunts” were performed, a mock operation being one of the main features. The latter part of the evening was spent in dancing. When the orchestra played “Home Sweet Home we were all decidr.ly reluctant to leave. The Freshmen had enjoyed the evening, and something tells me that the upper-classmen did too. Where are we now? At the end of the first semester! We can hardly realize that our career as Freshmen is already half over. We move about more freely now. It is true we still make blunders, but the mists have been somewhat removed. At least, that sea of faces is no longer a blurred mass; the platform seems much nearer; we usually succeed in finding our own seats, and occasionally we tip-toe back to the fountain or dictionary. Now let me tell you of some of our class activities and a word or two about a few of our members. We have a Freshman Quartet George Kroen-ing. John Mattes, Joe Berg. Robert Klockow which is an inspiration. Our basketball team is a little wonder. It even defeated the experienced Sophomore team! Our model student is Karl Harrison, our champion heavyweight. Robert Mold, and our star calf-raiser, Is-o Biwer. hear me! Where has this grand and glorious'year gone? It has been a glorious and carefree one. The mists have at last risen so that we can see the bright blue sky above us. We sincerely hope that the sky will stay blue. We are looking forward to another glorious year and I am sure that we, as Sophomores, shall try to make it a year worth while. —L. G. ’23.